by Jeremy Wayne Couch
The Doctor hears them at night,
his neighbors' voices raised in a fight.
He turns on a light and reaches for the phone,
but is stopped by his wife's quiet voice.
"Honey, you must learn," she says,
"This is none of our business.
It's none of our concern."
So he says, "You're right." with a kiss
and hangs up the phone,
but he wonders to himself,
"What kind of world is this?
We don't interfere.
We don't go near.
We stay over here
behind our fences."